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Intro:

I lost hope for the first spitting

I bought the real world after without saying I love

Week of relations, and after the first sex

My childhood broke and on this to you are ...

I was not particularly happy,

son without a father or a father without a son

On September 1, I liked the girl in bows,

Then I found out that her first was my paradise neighbor

Tricks of the mutuals, tormented searched for reflections,

The first alcohol in the stomach, the first salt by wounds,

Nobody in the throat, tuses, booze, heaps of skills

Among the rabble of all shmarin, each was considered Misis,

Later I fell in love, my first friendzone, stirring cognac with a coal,

Without deleting the number, he called the dead, in the liver of the alcom colitis,

I screamed under her house "Bitch, go out for a long time!"

Here was such a joke, near the paddock decided while you pierced the weight,

I hung on YouTube, blowing from the bottle, later they will touch the shirka

I'm writing at the studio in a micro track, I will say thank you

Chorus:

I don't hand over in the return, I will relax during the break

I remember my quotes to the bottom how I read for the first time

A stick of nicotine, on the balcony and with a tear

I will go to the microphone, give out all the ritual (2x)

Thanks for the lessons, for the fact that they taught, the eyes of the color of Kalina,

It was not the right choice, but it is better to drink vodka mixed with beer

He will be shortened by memory of the world, drinks for his beloved, the necessary motives,

I entered the university, did not receive five, there were enough brains for poetry

My work is dependent, I fill the network, I will fill in the poison later,

After all, I am the same as everyone else.

There is a sofa at the studio, my legs on vibration, I fell in love with a microphone, and in truth that I was lung in it, there I gave my secrets, memoirs, pains

If the pain is a horizontal bar, then my soul is in corns

The callous passion to give everything to the ritualist, about how we fell in love, purely to be distinguished

Girls, I convey hello and boys, you were brothers, and the memory is like steel and engraving steel

Chorus:

I don't hand over in the return, I will relax during the break

I remember my quotes to the bottom how I read for the first time

A stick of nicotine, on the balcony and with a tear

I will go to the microphone, give out all the ritual (4x)